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  • "Trump's Bloody Stump" (Higgledy-Piggledy)

    "Trump's Bloody Stump"Higgledy piggledy …our orange man, Donald Trump,sticks his foot in his mouthwith weird posings.Chews off his ankle whileincomprehensiblyspouting out foolishlymad disclosings.Rascal©2018

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    • Cleverly penned, Rascal. Excellent write my friend. He’s a walking punchline. lol. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you, Damian, most gratefully for the encouraging kudos,

        I hope your holidays have been filled with joy and laughter.
        Yes, Trump is quite the iniquitous bump.

        You’re appreciated, too, M’Friend! ⁓ Richard🖌

    • Hoi @Rascal
      Light verse has a very very special place in the hearts of the Dutch.
      There was a time, Some 40 years ago, that I met THE promotor of Dutch higgeldy piggeldies/olleke bollekes every first Tuesday of the month.

      So i must have written hundreds of them. Most of them as part of lyrics for songs, almost all of them in Dutch.
      And a few in English. One I remember where ‘sustainabiliy’ was the key word. But looking for this one is impossible.

      The very long and very impressive artistic life of Carole king, began with ‘O Neil’. An answersong to O Carol by Neil Sedaka.
      With that in mind I decided to write an olleke bolleke to you. An answer song or thereabouts.

      I
      Donald Trump wat is dat
      Nog niet genoeg gehad
      Tijd voor wat vrije tijd
      Dat komt goed uit

      II
      Wordt geen misdaad geschuwd
      Naar de afgrond geduwd
      Wanneer is het genoeg
      B’donder de kluit

      What I like about it, is that it’s full of letters/pronounciations the English language doesn’t have.
      I love your poem to pieces. Thank you for posting!
      Kind regards, Gus

      • Greetings, Gus 🌿

        I’ve written a few Higgledy Piggledy pieces, finding them enormously entertaining to compose, if a bit fairly challenging … which I always enjoy, too!

        I
        Donald Trump, what is that?
        Haven’t had enough yet?
        Time for some free time
        That works out well

        II
        No crime is spared
        Pushed to the brink of the abyss
        When is enough enough?
        Damn the whole lot

        Yeah! When pronounced, comparing my English version with your Dutch version, I see what you mean by the fuller experience, and I completely agree.

        “Trump’s Bloody Stump” (in Dutch)

        Rommelig en chaotisch…
        onze oranje man, Donald Trump,
        trapt in zijn eigen valkuil
        met bizarre poses.

        Hij bijt zich vast in zijn eigen enkel
        terwijl hij onbegrijpelijk
        en dwaas
        gekke uitspraken doet.

        Ha-HAH! Poetry is such an endless smorgasbord of creative delight!
        Thanks, Gus, for sharing some of it with me! ⁓ Rascal🖌

    • Love the comically playfulness of the write.

      • Many thanks, Dear Fia, for dropping by for a read 🤓

        I’m so glad I’ve tickled your funny bone, and am truly grateful that you love anything about my poetry!

        “Happy Holidays, Dear Poetess!” ⁓ Rascal🍷

    • Delightful piece in every way.Quite the opposite of the orange buffoon.
      His ascent to POTUS surely must put to bed the notion of an all caring,all loving,all knowing God.
      🙏

      • Salutations, Peter ✨

        The most basic sensibilities would struggle to disagree with your well founded sentiments of our orange tinted Potus, Syr Poet … he’s emphatically that depraved!

        Thanks bushels for reading and your much appreciated compliment! ⁓ Rascal🖌

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    SESSION SEVEN
    “POETRY, A FEW IMPORTANT BASICS”
    Wednesday, December 10th, 2025

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    “WHAT EVERY POETESS OR POET SHOULD KNOW”
    by RW Jenkins, MFA ©2004

    If one’s goal or wish is to ever master the true art of poetry (as in any art form), whether it’s in oils, watercolor, or acrylic…Read More

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    Cruel Amnesia

    Lost moments these gaps in time Surrounded by such strange faces Unable to reason can’t find a rhyme Empty thoughts in random places   Can’t recall when the mask slipped Sometimes minutes feel like years Somehow the scale must of tipped Got this constant ringing in my...

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    • Amnesia, would be a lonely thing for a poet of the forgotten. This was exquisite, Damian.

    • Hello dearest Damian great write I feel this I often wonder if forgetting is a blessing or a curse ❤️

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Maybe a little of both depending on what’s forgotten. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Tremendous work, my friend.

    • Damian, this is strong tonic. I could feel this in my bones as I read. This i the stuff of poetry that feels like strong whiskey on the tongue. Sad but great writing.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is sad indeed. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • It is cruel when the mind slips and cannot grasp what you have lost. Food for thought.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is food for thought, these are the little things I think about late at night. lol. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • Older age? I know all too well the fading of a few things within myself!
      Yet you haven’t lost your literary touch! You are blessed with talent, that hasn’t ebbed. Thankfully we write down our material, no need to remember them from scratch! LOL.
      You still can kick some ass with a pen, Damian. Wield it high!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Getting old isn’t without the fear of losing one’s self along the way. I’m just trying to hang in there. You’re much too kind, Dear Sir. But thank you for your continued support brother. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Exquisite piece Damian. Well written my friend.

    • exceptional read! full of concise, vividly profound imagery…
      a sense of melancholic unrest. ~ c

    • As you so often do, you stirred levels here again. I read this from the personal perspective of memories slipping. A sense of self lost in blips of time. I also see this as the world arena and how people have lost their sense humanity, their compassion, their community. Like the whole damn world has global amnesia. And I read it as literal amnesia from losing time in the form of blanks in memory from drink or drugs. Many layers, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Well you know me, I love when there are multiple meanings and endless possibilities. lol. Sometime’s I think it’s probably little pieces of all those things rolled into one. I follow where my muse leads me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    In The Early Mo(u)rn

    It’s the precipice of a new daythe sun borders on glistening frost and I realize this day will go on without you. A new year and still…everything feels mournfully adrift.

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    • hello beautiful Honoria I deeply understand this sentiment so beautifully written hugs ❤️

      • Dear B,

        Thank you very much for getting it. Grief is such a singular event that really does knock the crap out of us. I miss everyone from DU terribly which has added to my losses. I’m very happy and grateful for you ❤️. H🌷

    • Beautifully penned, H. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Dear D,

        Thank you so much. As mentioned to Brenda I miss all our DU connections which as compounded my personal losses and I’m very grateful to see you and your lovely comment. Thank you. H🌷

    • The return of H! Really good to see you scribbling again. Grief is such a bitch – sweeps in like an unexpected mist on a summer morning. You succinctly capture the heart’s burst. Rob (or Bobski to those pesky Londoners)

      • Dear R,

        Absolutely not a Londoner! 😝
        Grief is brutal and no matter how you go through it it does sweep in like an unexpected mist on a summer morn. Thank you for the boost. So very much appreciated. H 🌷

    • Well, here’s to hoping this isn’t autobiographical.
      And if it is, here’s to hope and new days 🌼

      • Dear AJ,

        I’m much obliged to the hope and new days idea. The process of grieving is exhausting and much like the ebb and tide of an ocean. Thing is I like the ocean. Not so much grief. 😔
        I’m very glad to see you and very grateful to have our DU connection. Thank you! H 🌷

        • We often accompany someone to the veil but always come back alone. But sunderings are only for this world. One day loved ones will greet and welcome us home. Our true home. I look forward to that day. That is my hope.

          • My hope as well my dear friend. The charm of loneliness is a real kick in the gut. However, with the upcoming Yuletide I wish you the loveliest season ever. With as much joy and fun as you can stand. 😊xx

    • Hi H!

      Aww I’m so sorry for everything you have been struggling with lately. Loss and change are emotionally exhausting.
      It gives me hope that you are writing it out though. Facing it head on because what else are we to do, right?
      Just remember there is light at the end of the tunnel chica. Hang in there:)
      And did I mention I’m so happy to see you posting!
      I can’t wait to call Mark and tell I read your post!

      • Dear A,

        Thank you! If I could have faced this ass backward I would have because in truth I like to hide and avoid reality at any cost. Unfortunately life won’t let me and that’s annoying. Been a sad year but I’ve taken joy in knowing you have a book out and I’ve been shopping. 👍🏻
        I wish you the loveliest of Yuletide blessings. A healthy and happy new year to you and Mark! H xx🌷

    • Sigh…
      This is less a poem and more a shouting (inside) from frustration. This is how you released it.
      Not in vain, dearest H. We feel the words and sense the wisps of grief.
      I’m glad that you are here, posting, in any capacity.

      • Dear M,

        It was a realization of absolute reality. I don’t have these two people anymore and I can’t outrun the sadness. That said I’m over the moon to see you and A on my page. A gift from all of you really. I’m hoping you’re well and looking forward to spending the holidays together. Thank you for this support. It’s lightened the burden and I’m grateful.
        Merry Christmas to you and A! H 🌷

        • Me and Del are still going strong. We knew that distance would be a factor far more often than not. Yet it’s worth it. Eventually we will be together to stay.
          In the meantime we have you and others to share our time with!
          Merry Christmas H. And i hope the new year brings new joys to ya!

          • Nothing worth while is ever easy and all the more cherished. You two are the best. Have a wonderful holiday season! Xx

    • A beautiful piece.
      Full of warmth.
      Regards
      James

      • Dear J,

        Thank you very kindly for your lovely comment. I gravely appreciate it and wish you a wonderful and Happy New Year. H 🌷

    • Dear AA,

      Thank you for your kind comment. Although if you’re feeling this you recognize the ache of loss and for that I’m very sorry. I really appreciate your read and visit, thank you. H🌷

    • This is heart touchingly beautiful, dear Honoria. I feel your loss and your strength as well! Pouring your heart on the paper is a wonderful and helpful way to cope with pain keep it up, beautiful poetess!

      • Dear S,

        Thank you very much for your lovely comment. This has boosted my spirit greatly and I’m so appreciative. Wishing you much happiness and health in this new year. Thank you once again. H 🌷

    • “A new year and still, everything feels mournfully adrift.” I lost my brother a few months ago, and this really hit a nerve for me. It’s as beautiful a piece as I’ve have ever read…or ever will. Thank you for touching my soul.

    • Dear KS,

      I’m so very sorry for the loss of your brother. It’s such an interesting transition trying to navigate life after loss. It feels surreal as though I’m in an alternate universe, and one I’m not liking. Your comment has honored me profoundly and I thank you for reading and sharing your kindness. Keeping you and your family in my thoughts and thank you very much once more for your lovely comment. H🌷

    • Honoria this is so heartfelt, thank you for sharing.

      • Dear K-1,

        Thank you very much for your read and kind comment. I really appreciate it and I’m glad to have your visit tonight. Thank you again. H 🌷

    • Hello Honoria, grief is so difficult and quite often the time that passes seems to linger.

      Miss you
      ❤️ jackie

    • Dear J,

      A very insightful observation, and sadly with no expiration date. I’m so glad to see you tonight. I hope you’ve been well. Still feels odd without DU but your visit has cheered me considerably. H xx🌷

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